Four years, 180 posts later. (SITE CHANGE!!!!!!)

Four years ago today, I began this blog.
I didn't know what to expect from this.
I didn't think I would still be posting years later.
When I started this blog, I had not discovered my love for writing.
I was taking a writing class at the time and thought I would start this for fun.
I thought I could inspire people with my writing.
I could not predict the future.
Though, when I found my passion for writing,
I already had a place I could post on.
Next month will mark three years since I've been posting here every week.
And because blogging has allowed me to share my writing with people,
I've decided to make a change....

I HAVE A WEBSITE!!!! 

https://www.kellyseverseike.com/

From now on, I will be posting weekly from there. 
This blog will remain how it's always been.

Thank you to everyone who has followed my writing over the last four years.
New post on Monday on my new website.
See you over there.
This is only the beginning.

Much love,
Kelly

Self Love

There are parts of ourselves we push 
to the side and pretend they don't exist. 
But they do. They won't disappear because 
you refuse to acknowledge them and mentally 
put them in the trash. You can't get rid 
of it, you can't empty the trash. Over time, 
you begin to shed the ideas you had for 
yourself in order to go through the trash 
and open up the crinkled pieces of paper you 
threw away years ago. It's a process, 
uncovering the parts of yourself you've 
ignored your whole life takes time to 
understand and work through. Thoughts will 
change and that's okay. Taking out the pieces of paper, 
laying them on the ground, and realizing what 
they say is hard to work through. 
You'll cry, you'll laugh, you'll begin 
to see yourself for you and not who 
society deemed you to be. You can't be 
someone you're not forever. Shedding the 
expectations of others to embrace your true 
self is one of the most liberating 
things you can do for yourself.

#KeepFamiliesTogether

"Hey America, Keep Families Together!"
Signs a group of people was holding over a bridge on the highway while waving an American flag.


Right now, we have a crisis 
in this country. Families are 
arriving in at the border 
are being held like criminals. 
Children are being ripped away 
from their parents are being put 
into foster homes like stray dogs.

No one is keeping track 
of where these kids are put 
around the country. There are 
no receipts or paperwork to 
inform parents where their children 
went when arriving in the country 
expecting better than the home they left.

These children cry at night, staring up 
at ceilings they do not know, tears 
streaming down their tired cheeks like 
rain, yearning for their families they're 
unsure they will ever see again.